Qué Ironía
Rodrigo Bueno
What Irony
Move! With him you are a city
With me, village
With it, you will fly
With me, you play
With him always with him
And I am alone
I don't feel well
When I get crazy
With him, always with him
And I'm fed up
I don't feel well
With the role of a saint
This is so
Anyway
You go with him
And I am left alone
And look at the irony, my dear
He doesn't give you anything
In return I offer you my life
With just one look
And look at the irony, my dear
He doesn't give you anything
But I am tailored to you
The only one who loves you
With him, always with him
And I am alone
I don't feel well
Why I'm not a fool
This is so
Anyway
You are intimate with him
And I am left alone
With him, always with him
And I in silence
How can I be
So your secret love
This is so, and it is almost nothing
You go with him
I cry alone at home
And look at the irony, my dear
He doesn't give you anything
In return I offer you my life
With just one look
And look at the irony, my dear
He doesn't give you anything
But I am tailored to you
The only one who loves you
That's it! The country's party, the quartet
From Córdoba to the world
And look at the irony, my dear
He doesn't give you anything
In return I offer you my life
With just one look
And look at the irony, my dear
He doesn't give you anything
But I am tailored to you
The only one who loves you
And I can't take it anymore
This battle is not the same
And look at the irony, my dear
He doesn't give you anything
In return I offer you my life
With just one look
And look at the irony, my dear
He doesn't give you anything
But I am tailored to you
The only one who loves you